Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

Jake hopped off his bed and walked to his PC.

He put his phone off to the right side of his keyboard.

Meredith was still typing to him, but he also had to check if his editor had edited all the videos he had recorded. In just a week, the man edited everything Jake had sent him.

Jake had four videos ready to publish!

He typed to Meredith. [He's so good. How much should I tip him?]

[Meredith: A tip? He did his work, though?]

[Jake: Uh, it's an American thing, I guess. Anyway, I have four videos! The first is about my battles and loss against Justin on the training grounds. I kept that hidden for too long. I'll publish it now! At the end of it, there's a trailer for the second video, which encompasses our battles against guilds from my perspective.

The third video is about my solo battle against two guilds. The third is The International Tournament. I was strict with this one.]

[Meredith: You didn't include your silly confession, did you?]

[Jake: I didn't.]

[Meredith: You're lucky.]

[Jake: I know. I have you in my hands, after all.]

The typical cringe conversation lasted ten minutes, after which Jake received Meredith's photo in her home clothes. He then took a quick selfie of his sweaty face, which was caused by his short time in the game world.

The difference wasn't as huge as one could suspect.

Jake looked as handsome as ever, while Meredith was as beautiful, if not more, in Jake's enamored eyes.

[Jake: I'll stream the opening of the teleportation. I don't really have a plan for it, so it will be a casual chat between me and whoever comes to watch.]

[Meredith: I'll watch you.]

[Jake: Thanks. Love you.]

[Meredith: Love you, too.]

The talk strayed toward the cringe, dangerous area that only these two could endure.

After that, it was time to bid farewell. None of them wanted diabetes.

Jake swore to his beloved that he'd take a quick bath soon enough, sent a heart picture and turned off the chat.

He had published his first video on social media, where he had already amassed over one hundred thousand followers.

His performance in both tournaments and fame as a Joker immensely helped his fame. Explore more stories with mvl

Because his numbers were already huge, he could put monetization on his videos. He went for the common one, which was an advertisement, but he also could publish videos available only to paid followers.

He'd do that in the future since those deserved more from him.

"I should announce the stream," Jake thought aloud.

He put an announcement and pinned it to his profile, telling the world that he would stream the teleport's opening. His point of view was the most important since the teleport belonged to him and his team.

No one would get better angles than Archer, or it was better to call him Joker!

Since the battle he regretted, Jake felt he should advertise his archery as Joker's Archery. Other than sharing the name with his famous nickname, the Joker Form was the most fun form to learn.

"It could be said that I've cleared the early level now. The more archers pick up my skills, the stronger I become. I should contact Edward and ask about his progress. I could show others my practice routine during my adventure toward The North and then make short videos about them. It'd be best to sell skills… and it'd be similar to the blueprints, with me gaining stats based on others' progress."

Although Meredith wouldn't be with Jake any time soon, his ideas for the next streams and his self-progress significantly expanded as he thought about them.

He wanted to level up while heading to the North.

But it was also important to set up a foundation for his future!

Jake curved his lips up, "So much to work, and I love it."

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[You have summoned Odin(Fenrir).]

[You have summoned Wukong.]

[You have summoned Ender.]

[You have summoned Medusa.]

Jake's most trusted and inseparable companions manifested on him, each taking their spot. It wasn't long since Jake summoned them four like that, but it felt strangely precious to be in this spot now.

He smiled. "Let's talk!"

Jake had prepared their favorite food. He put the plates on the table and sat down in the chair.

Wukong jumped onto the table after receiving permission from Jake.

Odin howled for a lift, which Jake offered.

Ender flew and perched across Jake.

Medusa stretched toward her plate with mice while keeping the other end of her coiled around Jake's wrist.

"Thanks for helping me and my friends win two tournaments in a row! We can talk freely about it and whether there's something you guys disliked in my style or wanted to learn. We have much more time for ourselves now. We'll head North and level up in various areas as we adventure!" Jake said.

His pets exclaimed in their unique way.

Viktor's temple popped with a vein.

Of course, the meeting was in his workplace. It was early in the morning, too, so he was about to leave for The Emperor's castle to discuss a few details about Asta Bow's territory and where the teleport would be.

Everything was on his shoulders.

He also received a call that the old hag Minerva would be with The Emperor!

"Give me a break!" he shouted.

Everyone ignored him.

Viktor scowled. "You want to head north while being targeted by assassins! You even got a solution for it?"

Jake nodded. "I do."

"You'd better not lie to me," Viktor said.

He packed his stuff and left the house.

Jake smiled at him. "Thanks for worrying about me."

Viktor slammed the door.

Ender asked, "Why is he always mad?"

"It's his personality," Jake replied.

"Leveling up sounds excellent. I want to see who will learn a human language next. My bet is on Wukong because Medusa is sassy, and Odin is stupid," Ender said.

The breakfast turned into a battlefield.